Background Cinnamon 1232

Cinnamon 1232

Farmer
Isabella male reef belemoid adult with artifice and tail.
Colony
Wayward Station
Nicknames
-
Born
1yr and 3mos ago
Species
Belemoid
Height
160 cm (5 ft 2 in)
Sex
Male
Age
Adult
Level
Level One
Experience
43 / 100
Speciality
None
Visible Genes
Artifice Tail
Energetic, unfocused. She/her, transfem

Armoury

Armour, Equipment, and Weapons.
Cinnamon 1232 has no equipment or weapons in their armoury.

Ancestry

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ssd ????
sd LT13
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dam ????
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dd LT14
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Genome

The genetic code of the colonist.

Stats and Skills

STATPOOL: 55
ARMOUR CLASS: 9
EXPERIENCE: 43 / 100
HEALTH: 9 / 9 HP
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Strength
8
Dexterity
10
Constitution
9
Intelligence
9
Wisdom
10
Charisma
9
Survival
0
Mining
?
Medicine
?
Science
?
Social
?
Stealth
?
Melee
?
Athletics
?
Precision
?
Personal Items Cinnamon 1232 has 1 personal affect.
Companion Animals Cinnamon 1232 has 0 companion animals.
Recent Gallery Posts Cinnamon 1232 has 3 gallery submissions.
Literature
Cinnamon sat down hard, panting. It was so hot. When Rangipo had asked her to come help out in her stead, she'd been expecting it to be warm, maybe even warmer than she was used to back home in Mireh, but this was truly terrible! Bani, also called in to assist the ailing colony, stopped to pat her on the shoulder. "I know," she commiserated. "We used to live here in L'Hatzif, but I never heard of a heat wave like this!" Cinnamon shook her head. Even the people who were u...
Literature
It had been a few weeks since Kestrel's foraging trip that ended in helping three whelps harvest some of the Ginkgo in the area. Life had been quiet since then, and Kestrel considered herself lucky that the whelps didn't seem to have remembered her, or where she lived.   That was, until she was out foraging with Peridot one day. ((The two had been searching for some moss near the rivers on request of Koi, and had been having a nice time just wandering around, occasion...
Literature
Kestrel had been busy gathering up food for the Mireh Outpost all day. She had prepared for this well in advance, making sure she knew which food would be safe to harvest and which wasn't. ((The foothills were full of all sorts of fruits and berries, which Kestrel was more than happy to snatch up and put in her bags as she explored around.))   ((She was aware that there was supposed to be colonies and tribes nearby, but so far she hadn't really found anywhere besides ...
Credits
Art by
Zagreus-15 Wayward Station
Design by
Wayward Station
Document Compiled
6mos and 3w ago
Document Adjusted
2mos and 3w ago
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This whelp was once lost and alone but they were found by a colony and adopted.

Artifice on tail.

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